Tag: aging

Treasures from a Junk Drawer

Can anyone guess what this is? I’ll give you a hint. It’s something I may have packed in a suitcase 40 years ago. Probably longer. And its regular version is something my grandkids have never seen. If you guessed travel iron, you are probably someone collecting Social Security. My husband had filled a huge dresser drawer... Read more »

Happy Siblings Day

Today is my brother’s birthday, so I was searching old family photos for one of his baby pictures to post on Facebook. But it is also Siblings Day, so how could I leave my baby brother out of the celebration? As the three of us have become seniors, orphans, and grandparents, the squabbles and feuds... Read more »

OMG – Bob Dylan is Seventy-Five

It’s hard to believe that the man who wrote “Forever Young” is not. In fact, he’s kind of old. Seventy-five years old today. Of course, what does that say about me? I can still sing along with “Like a Rolling Stone,” and I still fear the answer to most things political is “Blowin’ in the... Read more »
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Why I Can’t Sleep

When I was still working, a colleague and I used to joke that we should have called one another at 4:00 a.m. because we were both up at ridiculous o’clock everyday. I’m not sure she still has the same sleep problems so, in lieu of calling her, I tried to lull myself back to sleep... Read more »

Boomer Nostalgia: Puzzling Over the Spirit of the Sixties

Guess what I found in the attic Sunday morning? A 1,000 piece jigsaw puzzle called Groovin’ Through the Sixties – A Close-up Look at a Far-out Decade! Here’s what it looks like: Then I went to see Beautiful, the musical about Carole King largely focused on the songs she wrote with her lyricist and first... Read more »

I'm Writing This Book for my Mom

When I started this book writing project, I really thought I could do it over the summer. LOL. This kind of writing is is so much harder than I thought it would be. In this Monday’s installment of my writing journal (AKA Bridget Jones’s Diary for Seniors), it finally dawns on me why I started... Read more »
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Retired but Certainly not the Retiring Type: My Encore Career

Not useless or used up – just a retired volunteer. What a pathetic headline for a whiny blog post. Back in October of 2013, less than a month into my blog, I wrote this rant about how hard it was to volunteer my time and talent. After unloading my sorrows on my friend, Marcia Liss,... Read more »

Becoming a Matriarch

I was helping one of my grandkids with her third grade spelling homework when she asked me how to use “matriarch” in a sentence. The old English teacher in me launched into a complicated explanation that ended with my telling her that my mother, her Bubbe, who died last month was the matriarch of her... Read more »

I Want to Meet my Lost Old Friends

I was reflecting back on the women who were my bridesmaids 46 years ago. At the time, I was young and a recent college graduate. I remember telling my mother and mother-in-law I wanted to include my BFFs as well as the relatives they thought were more appropriate choices. They told me friends come and... Read more »
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My Encore Career as a Blogger: An Unlikely Pilgrimage

When I retired last year from my career as a preschool director, I was at loose ends. So I did what most retired women in my community do. I joined a book club, looked for a place to volunteer my wisdom and years of experience, and went out to breakfast with an old acquaintance. My... Read more »